King Ember's Journey to Tevat

Chapter 702 Who objects? I object!
The Grand Bazaar is located under the sacred tree. It is covered by its intertwined branches and dense leaves all year round, and should be a damp and cold place.

But sometimes theory and practice are inconsistent, and may even be diametrically opposed. The Grand Bazaar is a good example.

"La~la~la~"

"Good! Nilu's dancing is still so beautiful!"

"Hey, I heard from the theater director Mr. Sheikh Zubair that this is just the prelude to the Dance of the Flower Goddess!"

The cheers and applause continued for a long time. The soft orange-yellow light and the sunlight filtering through the sky complemented each other, making this place as bright as other places, but also adding a touch of peace.

In stark contrast to the House of the Faith, which advocates rationality and technology, the Grand Bazaar is full of sensibility and art.

The paintings that can be seen everywhere, the humming that can be heard from time to time, and the various decorations on people all illustrate the people here's pursuit of art.

It was even worse in the Grand Bazaar square. In the center of the square was a huge stage, patched up, but no one cared.

Because some "beauty" can make people automatically ignore these external factors.

The girl on the stage wears a double-horned crown, and the gauze white scarf looks like white clouds beside an angel as she dances, while her long red hair fully reveals the girl's mood when dancing - eager, happy, excited...

"It's so beautiful! If the Flower God were alive, he would probably look similar to Nilu, right?"

Dina Zedai sat nearby, clapping softly along with the dance and rhythm.

"It's really beautiful... Candice always says I'm too fierce, should I learn to dance too?"

When Dixia saw the girl dancing on the stage, her body and arms began to twist unconsciously.

But she was soon teased by Rahman: "Haha, Dishiya, don't you see how stiff your body is? It's almost like those triangles in the desert!"

"boom!"

Just as quickly, Rahman was knocked to the ground by Dishia's punch.

"No one will think you're dumb if you don't speak!" Dixia kicked him twice angrily, and then ignored Rahman who was gasping for breath.

Nilu's performance always attracts most people. Just when everyone in the Grand Bazaar was immersed in the beautiful dance, the tightly closed door in the distance suddenly opened.

"Stop! Stop everyone!"

The arrogant shouting made the intoxication on everyone's face instantly turn into disgust.

Hearing this tone, they knew it was someone from the Ministry of Education without even turning their heads.

Science and art, rationality and sensibility should complement each other, but there are always people who like to set them against each other.

Unfortunately, that is what the Faith House thinks now. The Faith House, which advocates rationality, has always regarded art as a scourge, even if the people of the Grand Bazaar have moved to the bottom of the holy tree where there is no light.

"You actually held a large-scale gathering without permission. Have you reported it?"

"Who said we are holding a rally? Can't we eat sunflower seeds in the square?"

"..."

"Who told you to gradually build the theater shed so high?"

"Look above us, someone has built his house on the branches of the sacred tree."

"..."

"Who told you to speak?! The great sage is speaking, everyone else should shut up!"

"Hey! Are you looking for trouble on purpose?"

As he spoke, the man who had been responding to the great sage put away the melon seeds in his hand, rolled up his sleeves and moved closer.

"What do you want to do?! Guards!"

"exist!"

Several guards behind the great sage stepped forward, their sturdy muscles looking a little insignificant under the cold light of their spears.

"I... can't I just clean up the melon seed shells on the ground?" The Grand Bazaar resident who stepped forward decisively admitted his mistake. He squatted down with his burly body and cleaned up the melon seed shells that he had just spit out.

"laugh--"

The great sage sneered. After the intimidation just now, no one would dare to touch his brow.

"Listen up everyone! From now on, these kinds of decadent dance music will not be allowed to appear in Xumi City!"

"why is it like this?"

"I haven't seen any major achievements from the Ministry of Education over the years. This isn't the way to pass the buck, is it?" "Damn it! Let's fight these guys from the Ministry of Education!"

……

As soon as the great sage finished speaking, the residents of the Grand Bazaar were all excited. Why did they live here? Wasn't it because they liked the unique atmosphere here?
But even though they had moved to an inconspicuous corner of Xumi, the Church of the Lords was still unwilling to let them go.

This kind of behavior is really too much.

"Hmm?" The great sage raised his eyebrows, and the guards behind him understood and walked forward.

"Back off! What do you want to do?!"

"Swords and knives have no eyes. If you bump into them, don't blame us for being merciless!"

"If you want to go to jail, keep going!"

Under the rough pushing of the guards, the crowd that gathered around was dispersed in an instant.

"Oh, I knew that these guys in the House of Religious Orders are not good people." Rahman whistled in front of the guards, and it seemed that he did not take the thirty-man group seriously at all.

In fact, this is indeed the case. In the eyes of the desert people, the group of thirty people is just a group of disloyal lackeys and should be the ones to be "taken care of" first.

"Watch your mouth, mercenary!"

"Mercenaries are better than dogs. What? Want to try?" Rahman drew out the scimitar from his waist without any fear, with a defiant look on his face.

"You're really asking for trouble, miss. Please step back." Seeing the mercenaries approaching, Dixia sighed helplessly, and then pushed Dina Zedai behind her.

"It seems you have some objections?" The great sage noticed the commotion not far away, he narrowed his eyes and strode over.

"Four-eyed old man... Hey! Dina Zedai, what are you doing?!" Rahman was about to show the great sage the "quality" of the desert people when he was pushed by Dina Zedai who came over and staggered.

"Great Sage, please don't argue with him. We have no objection, no objection."

Dina Zedai waved her hands at the great sage and said with a smile. As for Rahman, he had already been dragged away by Dishia.

The great sage glanced at the smiling Dina Zedai, and considering the amount of donations her family made to the House of the Decree every year, his generosity suddenly became much greater.

"Since he is your family's guard, I will let him go for now. Remember to discipline him when you return. It won't be so easy next time."

"You said it, you said it!"

After pretending to scold Dina Zedai who was smiling at him, the great sage finally got his fill.

He looked around and asked loudly, "The ban will be issued in a few days, so tear down this shabby theater! It's an eyesore!"

"If anyone objects, feel free to speak up. Don't say later that I didn't give you a chance!"

The great sage spoke to the crowd in a haughty manner. Of course, the Grand Bazaar had his opinions, but no matter how big they were, they had to swallow them under the cold light of the weapons in the hands of the guards.

"Okay, since you have no objection..."

"boom!"

"I have an opinion!"

The door of the Grand Bazaar was kicked open again, but this time the visitor was a blonde girl and... a white floating spirit beside her.

"Senior, Nashida, is everything okay?" Ying couldn't help but tremble in his calves as he looked at the great sage in front of him who was wearing a luxurious fur robe.

No matter how incompetent the great sage is, he is still the leader of Xumi. Is it really okay to teach him a lesson?
"Don't worry, there will be absolutely no problem! Just beat him as hard as you can. It won't be a big deal even if you beat him to death!" Yu Jin, who was standing by, patted his chest and encouraged him.

"Azar is indeed not in the dream, he is just a puppet. You can control him however you want." Nashida looked at the familiar great sage and noticed the difference at a glance.

This is not a real great sage, but a dead object simulated by the void.

"Huh..., that's fine." Ying stretched lazily when she heard that, and the last bit of worry in her heart disappeared.

Yu Jin and Nashida have said so, so what is she afraid of? Even if it is a real great sage, I will beat him up!

"What is she whispering to the air for? She looks like a crazy scholar who just ran away. Come on! Catch her for me!"

When the great sage saw Ying muttering something to the air around him, he waved his hand with disdain.

Why are these lunatics able to escape? It seems that the people responsible for guarding the crazy scholars need to be changed.

He had thought all this and never expected the crisis to come.

(End of this chapter)